What followed were hours of pure confusion as Arabella put her best efforts into reassuring Katherine that it was a simple mix up that happened, but the vampire refused to concede to that point, constantly bringing up how impossible it was and that she'd made the tea with her own hands convinced it was done the right way.
"Katherine, please," the young woman attempted again, "These things happen to everyone. It really isn't the end of the world," head slightly tilted to the side, Arabella offered her an apologetic look.
"No, no, no….," eyes frantically flickering between the teacups, "I mean, I know mix ups happen, but…," Katherine trailed off, seemingly at a loss of words, "But not like this. Why would I make and then bring you tea that was meant for Lady Persephone? She hasn't even asked for any tonight…I,"
"Katherine…," Arabella had uttered softly, placing a gentle hand on Katherine's shoulder, "It really is alright,"
